Save Me

Chapter 53

I walk towards my next class feeling my headache getting worse. My lack of sleep along with my nightmares every day weaken me more and more until I break and fall apart. Completely. Utterly.

The door is locked as we wait outside for Mrs. Stewart to come and let all of us in. I get a little far from them to gain some peace. I lean my head back, resting it on the wall and lock my eyes. I feel the exhaustion draining all my energy away, leaving me powerless.

"You look...horrible," A voice kind of familiar to my ears speaks.

"Fuck you," My eyes snap open wandering around me to detect my suspicion. His voice is distant though I can feel the effect of it all over me. My heart is beating faster and my breath is swallower while I gaze around in the hallway.

A chuckle is heard before the boy speaks again. "I'm just saying what I'm seeing."

I walk to the corner and slowly pop my head out to see another corridor unfold in front of me. I recognize Cyle standing a few feet away from me and my eyes follow the direction of his. And then, I see him.

It's been a few days since I last saw him. After our fight, we didn't see each other. Instead of being freed to tell him what I felt, to get the answers I wanted, I felt betrayed and more hurt than before and by his looks, I know he feels the same way.

His eyes are locked as his head is leaned back in the wall. His gleaming blonde hair is tousled and his whole body is tensed. The muscles underneath his shirt are clenched full of anxiety. He seems to be tired. I don't think I have ever seen him like this before.

"What is going on man?" Cyle asks cocking his head to the side. "She's just a chick like the rest,"

"Don't call her that," Corbyn retorts keeping his eyes closed.

"Fine, she's a girl. I don't remember you ever reacting this way. You slept with them, they got over heels for you but you never did. Have fun and move to the next, remember?" Corbyn stays silent not looking at his friend.

"I don't understand you,"

"I don't ask you to," Corbyn mutters.

"What is different about her? Before her, you were just fine and now look at you!" Cyle grunts.

"Shut the fuck up, I don't ask for your goddamn opinion."

"Oh...you're worked up, I see. Just answer me this," Cyle proposes. "Are you in love with her?'

Silence blanks the distance between them and I feel my heart ache. I'm in love with him and he can't even lie at least after everything he made me go through. Tears appear in my eyes when Corbyn's open and meet Cyle's.

"Yes," My heart flutters at the sound of the words and for a small moment, I imagine how our lives would be if his parents weren't fighting in court, if he didn't lie, if we were okay. Happy together.

Cyle's chaw reaches the floor and it takes him a few seconds to find the words. "Are you serious? You're in love with her?"

"I don't have the time to be fucking repeating myself!"

"Then why you're like this? Did she cheat on you or something?" Corbyn's eyes snap open and stare at Cyle. His eyes are burning, sending draggers towards him.

"Don't you dare say those words to me," He threats with clenched teeth. Even the idea fills him with rage but there's no way I would have looked at anyone else when we were together. I don't even gaze at others now.

"Do you think she's worth it? Man, I have never seen you like this. Ever. Don't let her ruin you,"

"She didn't. I did," He mutters and my eyes disconnect from his figure. I turn in my wall feeling tears run down my cheeks. He knows he did.